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Tuesday's Grand Connection Thoughtby Mary May Larmoyeux
It was fun reading your comments about last Friday's post. It seems like lots of us have fond memories of not only tadpoles and frogs, but also box turtles and lightening bugs.
I asked one of our sons if it would be okay if Pops and I gave our four-year-old grandson a "Grow a Frog" kit. "You don't need to do that," he answered. "I gave him a tadpole that I found when I went fishing and it's in a bucket in our garage."
Glad I asked. A tadpole in a bucket is just as good as a "Grow a Frog" kit ... maybe a lot better. It's such a simple thing.
It really doesn't take much to make a kid happy, does it?
My childhood memories include not just tadpoles from the neighbor's pond, but also climbing a "slippery" tree, holding squirming puppies, and lying in the warm grass while imagining shapes of animals in the clouds above.
And it seems like yesterday when our sons were jumping through tires and racing to trees in the backyard, and building make-believe forts out of sheets and blankets. When the grands visited last weekend they had so much fun building things with the same blocks that their dads played with years ago.
Do you ever feel like life today is far too complicated? Could it be time to go back and savor the simple things?
What were some of the simple things that you enjoyed as a child. Do you ever stand in the backyard at night with your grandchild, look up at the stars, and just wonder together?
Have a great week!
He is able,
Mary
Mary May Larmoyeux
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4 comments:
Let me be the first to mention finding shapes in the clouds. Just last week, I enjoyed listening to my grandson, Ethan, talk about the shapes he could see in the clouds. We even found Spiderman--can you believe it!
Spiderman in the clouds -- never thought of that. Ethan sure has a great imagination! - Mary
You bring back so many memories. With siblings and cousins, we’d take turns, one at a time, climb inside a big rubber tire, roll down cousin’s ten foot high terrace across the entire side yard and crash into the pasture fence, or a tree, get out all wobbly legs and go for more. Our parents’ didn’t see this.
A sweet memory is about August nights. Our mom and dad place quilts across our low front terrace and the 8 of us lie on the incline and wait for the “August fireworks in the sky.” Mom, humming to the music on the Victorola while dad explains the constellations to us. My siblings and I are still sky watchers. Thanks for bringing back those “simple times.” - Rita
Rita, you brought back sweet memories to me. As a child, we had a tire swing that hung from what seemed like a massive tree in the front yard. What fun!
"August Fireworks in the Sky" sounds wonderful! - Mary
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